Music & Lyrics Written By Howard Axtell
We found ourselves on the shores of Eden and we prayed it wasn’t true
People standing everywhere, takin pictures of you
Royalty, as the world can see, has blocked the healing light
They smeared her name and fed her the game, they said she’ll never really get it quite right?
She’ll never really get it quite right, quite right, lalalalalalalalala… Lets get it right, quite right, cause it seems the world is cashing in, bringing your pictures to the wall
We seen the Earth from silver wings, together we did ride
For so long we named the game, like all the seas combined
Did darkness came and take away, take away her sight
For a cup of soup in trade for love, did she ever really get it quite right? Hey hey, Get it right Ohhhh Well I guess they just weren’t ready for your style and your grace uhuh.
Quite right… I guess they just weren’t ready for your style and your grace
I’m sorry, layde of Wales, so sorry princess Diane
Freedom’s bells toll, layde of Wales, American bells for Princess Diane
Do we wonder together, these thoughts of love for life
With cries of desperation, from your crystal clear blue eyes
Mistakes were made to be forgiven, if you get it right
I wonder if we’ll ever have, ever have this love for life
All right, quite right, my layde I guess they just weren’t ready for your style and your grace uhuh
Quite right, such a picture you make, your lovely face on their walls
Quite right, sweet layde, it’s all that style and grace uhuh
Quite right, quite right.